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I was in Hope and Greenwood yesterday afternoon:


An attractive girl, perhaps in her late 20s came in with a girlfriend and spotted a bar of "*******" chocolate.

I personally have never even heard of "*******" chocolate, I can't even remember its name, but they seem very impressed with it. it was most likely very expensive.

Girls says to friend - "oh look they have "*******" chocolate!".

Girlfriend says "whaooo!"

Girl 1 starts stroking the bar of chocolate. She looked like she really wanted this chocolate, real bad.


She then dragged herself away from the chocolate and bought a more modest purchase, a small bag of dolly mixtures. On the way out she stopped to stroke the bar of chocolate again, before leaving.


What is it with girls and chocolate?

Annasfield, I get the gist of your post, even though I like chocolate and eat my fair share (Twirl anyone?) I don't quite go into the raptures that some do.


Then you spoil it by mentioning crisps. Crisps rather than chocolate? Have you gone cocoa?

Citizen, I'm with you on Twirls!


I had a friend in my old job, and she genuinely had a thing for chocolate. She was going through some really horrible stuff in her life, and where I probably would've turned to drink, she turne to chocolate, and it genuinely seemed to make her feel better. weird!

Mick Mac Wrote:

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> What is it with girls and chocolate?


You will NEVER understand.




Probably not. I admit it, I don't understand it. I watched Nigella last night and it confirmed my suspicions that there is some sort of drug/chemical reaction that you girls get from cocoa that just does not work for men. There is something of the unknown about it.

Nigella's friend comes round - very upset - unknown man has no doubt mistreated her - Nigella plops lots of homemade chocolatty things in front of her - all is well - everyone is happy again - bad man is forgotton.

Brendan Wrote:

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> On Sunday I opened the fridge and it was full of

> leftover pizza and cold beer. My legs went all

> wobbly and I shed a single tear of joy.

>

> I think it?s something similar.


Brendan I have a sneak suspicion that we may have been seperated at birth.

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